God's Calculation: Reject The Empress At The Beginning!

Feng Qingwu frowned secretly, the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and poetry are contained in the "book".

Even if the words are good, if the poems are average, there is a high probability that they will fail!

"Xiao Fan, in the first round, we will compare poems, and the limit is one incense stick!"

"Look who has good poetry and good words."

Lu An looked proud and authentic.

Xiao Fan nodded slightly.

Lu An looked at Feng Qingwu: "Girl, in order to prevent us from using the previous poems to fill up the number, let the girl give us the question now!"

"I believe that the girl will definitely answer the question fairly!"

Feng Qingwu was anxious, she didn't want Xiao Fan to behave badly in front of the Queen Mother.

As for herself, even if Xiao Fan's performance was almost, Feng Qingwu could accept it completely.

"Mengyue, it's up to you to ask the question."

Xiao Fan smiled.

He didn't panic at all.

In his previous life, he thought poetry was very beautiful, and he had read many books on this subject.

"System, the ability to exchange unforgettable memories!"

Xiao Fan said in his mind.

This is the ability of the Grandmaster, which requires 10,000 points!

It turned out that Xiao Fan was definitely reluctant.

Now that he has 77,000 points, spending 10,000 points is not a problem.

In an instant, Xiao Fan acquired the ability to never forget.

In the past and present, as long as Xiao Fan thought about every scene, he could recall it clearly!

Xiao Fan remembers all the poems he has read.

Take advantage of these to go out and pretend to make money or something, Xiao Fan won't do that, but if someone else provokes him, don't blame him for being rude.

"Wait, get your pen and ink ready."

The queen mother said.

She said and clapped her hands, and suddenly someone downstairs quickly brought something.

There is no shortage of pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Chessboards, guqin, brushes, etc. were also sent over.

Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes: "Madam, you all came prepared."

"Last time I showed my wife, and it turned out not to be very good. There's no need for my wife to do this, right?"

"I'm just telling the truth."

The queen mother calmly said: "Xiao Tianshi, if you dare not compare, you can admit defeat!"

"Ma'am, it is impossible to admit defeat."

"Compared to before, I will return the money I collected to my wife. In the future, there is no need for my wife to come to my small shop like Tianyuange!"

Xiao Fan was very angry.

He felt that the woman had listened to his explanation, and when he went back and talked to his family, the family was unhappy.

Came here today to find out.

Feng Qingwu smiled bitterly in her heart, Xiao Fan actually fought with her mother.

"Mengyue, come up with a question!"

Xiao Fan said solemnly.

Feng Qingwu thought about it for a moment and said, "The exam is about to take place, so let's write a poem with the title of 'encouraging study'."

Xiao Fan had written love poems for her, but Lu An was still here, so she couldn't let her write love poems.

Lu An was stunned.

The poems of persuasion to learn are more partial, but he has never written such poems.

But he believed in learning with his own talents, which could not trouble him.

Xiao Fan thought for a while and lifted the pen.

"The lights are on at the third watch; it's when the man is studying. The black hair doesn't know how to study early; the white head regrets studying late."

The vigorous and powerful words fell on the slightly yellowish rice paper.

Feng Qingwu recited it silently, her beautiful eyes lit up, this poem is very good!

"Good poetry, good words."

"But has this poem been written a long time ago, Xiao Tianshi, your speed is too fast!"

The queen mother said.

Lu An approached and took a look. He sneered: "Xiao Fan, you must have written this long ago. It is even possible that you did not write this poem!"

Xiao Fan said in a low voice, "Since your Excellency said so, you must make up the question yourself!"

Lu An sneered.

Does he have a problem?

Then he is welcome!

"It's autumn now, so let's write a poem about autumn!"

Lu An said, he has written such a poem, and it has not spread!

Xiao Fan nodded slightly.

He thought about it.

This time, Lu An pretended to think for a few seconds before picking up a pen and starting to write a poem.

"Just this one."

Xiao Fan thought to himself.

There are too many poems describing autumn, and for a while he has some difficulty in choosing.

"Since ancient times, the autumn is sad and lonely, I say that the autumn is better than the spring.

In the clear sky, a crane is arranging the clouds, and poetry is drawn to Bixiao. "

Xiao Fan put down his pen, and Lu An also stopped with satisfaction.

In terms of calligraphy, Lu An knew that he was not as good as Xiao Fan. He could see that Xiao Fan's calligraphy had reached the level of a master.

But this poem can definitely win!

He carefully sculpted this poem for half a month, and it was a blockbuster when he thought about the poetry meeting!

Lu An wrote it first, and Feng Qingwu read the poem he wrote first, and she was a little worried.

Lu An's level is still good.

Poetry is good.

If Xiao Fan's poems are far worse, even if the words are better, the game will be a draw.

"It's been autumn since time immemorial—"

Lu An walked up to Xiao Fan first, and he read out the poem written by Xiao Fan.

Before the poem was finished, Lu An's face darkened.

His poems happened to be about sad autumn.

It hit the muzzle of Xiao Fan's poem.

It would be fine if his poetry level is higher, but his poetry is a lot worse than Xiao Fan's!

Feng Qingwu also approached to read Xiao Fan's poem.

Her eyes were full of brilliance.

In such a short time, Xiao Fan actually wrote such a poem, what a literary talent!

"Who won this round?"

Xiao Fan said lightly.

Lu An's face was even more ugly, no matter how thick his skin was, he couldn't say that he had won.

Not even a draw!

If he thinks it's a draw, Xiao Fan will publish the two poems, and the saliva of scholars all over the world will drown him.

The queen mother's mouth twitched.

She asked Lu An to come over to discourage Xiao Fan. Unexpectedly, Lu An was actually beaten by Xiao Fan in the first round!

Whether it is words or poetry, Lu An is far behind Xiao Fan!

"Xiao Tianshi is really good in this respect, I don't know how to play piano, chess, and painting!"

The queen mother said.

If Lu An could defeat Xiao Fan in these three aspects, it would not be bad!

Feng Qingwu said indifferently: "I just didn't know who said that as long as Master Xiao wins a game, Master Xiao will win. This son, is that what you said?"

Qin, chess, and painting, Feng Qingwu estimated that Xiao Fan would definitely lose in these three aspects.

Lu An's face turned red!

He was very confident in his own level, so he praised such Haikou. He didn't expect that Xiao Fan, a mathematician, could write poetry so well!

"Xiao Tianshi, don't you dare to compare the other three aspects?"

The queen mother said, "If you don't dare to compare, you can just admit defeat in the other three aspects. According to what I said earlier, if you win a game, you will win as a whole!"

Xiao Fan took out a silver note from his pocket, and he took out a thousand taels of silver note and placed it on the table in front of him.

"Ma'am, this is the silver note for your last photo-op."

"I won't welcome you here in the future!"

Xiao Fan said and sat down in front of the guqin that had been set up.

"Mengyue, a phoenix and phoenix for you!"

Xiao Fan looked at Feng Qingwu and smiled, only Feng Qingwu was left in his eyes.

Feng Qingwu's face turned slightly red, Feng Qiuhuang, the title of this song is really straightforward.

The queen mother's face sank.

Lu An Xin sneered, Xiao Fan, this seems to be an original song?

It's just death!